The Cold And Aloof Senior Sister Keeps Flirting With Me - Chapter 28.1

Yan Jue didn’t plan to tell Duan Luxi about being tormented by Qi Xianqing while learning the movement technique. She smiled and said: “Please, this mountain is steep and high, okay! You call this a short distance?”

Duan Luxi: “…Fine. But your Shuiyun Sect cultivates relatively gentle divine abilities and techniques, so it’s no wonder your stamina is poor.”

After Duan Luxi left, Yan Jue clenched her back teeth and walked up the mountain step by step.

“…”

Originally, she was supposed to finish in two hours, but Yan Jue took five hours.

It was nearly the time of Wushi (1 PM – 3 PM), the sun was slanting west, and only then did Yan Jue manage to climb back up.

Qi Xianqing was not at the cold pond on Qiwu Peak, but at the Zhenhuo Sect.

Only then did Yan Jue realize that Qi Xianqing still expected her to wear those sandbags, cross Qiwu Peak, and then go to the Zhenhuo Sect.

She really felt like fainting.

Yan Jue collapsed on the ground, rested for a moment, and then crawled towards the Zhenhuo Sect.

As Yan Jue walked, she recited the Pingxin Jue (Calming Heart Formula) in her mind, trying to calm the restless energy in her heart.

It was almost dusk when Yan Jue finally reached the Zhenhuo Sect.

Her shoes were almost worn out, and her calves were trembling uncontrollably. After winding her way around, she finally arrived at the place Qi Xianqing mentioned.

The dormitory for inner disciples, as it was rumored to be.

The inner disciple dormitories at the Zhenhuo Sect were indeed very different from the outer ones.

Each disciple lived in a small wooden cabin with a pastoral style, each complete with a small courtyard.

Some courtyards grew Lingzhi mushrooms, others grew fragrant herbs. Pale pink petals drifted slowly down from the air, filling the courtyard with fragrance.

Yan Jue stopped abruptly at the entrance to Qi Xianqing’s cabin.

Qi Xianqing’s room door was as simple and clean as her person.

A small window, a bed, and green gauze curtains hanging down.

Beneath the window was a writing desk, on which sat a few books and an oil lamp.

Smoke curled from the incense burner in the sunlight.

In the center of the room door was a round dining table. Against the wall was a Guqin (a Chinese zither), but it was clear that Qi Xianqing never touched this instrument, as Yan Jue saw a faint barrier surrounding it, as if to prevent anyone from approaching.

It seemed that besides practicing her sword, Qi Xianqing had no hobbies like music, chess, calligraphy, or painting.

Qi Xianqing was sitting at the table.

A girl was sitting next to her.

Zhou Leng was leading a huge long haired dog, with a long, slender rope dragging on the ground, while the long-haired dog sat obediently next to Qi Xianqing.

Qi Xianqing leaned over and gently stroked its head: “Senior Sister, I’ll have him perform for you.”

“Sit!”

The long-haired dog sat down, stuck out its long tongue, and wagged its tail furiously.

Qi Xianqing sat by the chair, propping her chin on her hand, a slight curve on her lips, not knowing what she was thinking.

Qi Xianqing suddenly extended her hand: “Shake hands.”

The long-haired dog, as if injected with chicken blood, became excited and quickly extended its paw to shake Qi Xianqing’s hand.

Zhou Leng: “Senior Sister, Little Wang has taken lessons at the Beast Taming Pavilion, costing me 100 high-grade spirit stones. Now he can barely understand human conversation.”

Qi Xianqing extended her fair hand and slowly stroked the fluffy head of the long haired dog, Little Wang. For some reason, she suddenly thought of the little fox in the deep mountains of Qiwu Peak.

This trained Little Wang seemed less intelligent than the little fox cub.

100 high grade spirit stones was already a considerable price; why waste money on it? Wouldn’t it be more effective to have Little Wang stay in the deep mountains of Qiwu Peak for a year or so?

Yan Jue stood outside and watched for a long time before finally letting out a cough.

Zhou Leng looked up, startled to see Yan Jue standing by the window. Then she cast a strange look at Qi Xianqing.

What was this person here for… Could it be to cause trouble for Senior Sister because of Chu Fu?

Zhou Leng moved her lips, about to speak, but Qi Xianqing calmly introduced her: “A junior sister from the Shuiyun Sect, here to discuss something with me.”

Zhou Leng: Do you think I don’t know she’s a junior sister from the Shuiyun Sect?!

Zhou Leng stood up and cupped her hands towards Qi Xianqing: “Then I won’t disturb you.”

Qi Xianqing: “Mhm.”

Zhou Leng then led the long-haired dog out, casting an odd look at Yan Jue as she passed by.

The long haired dog also curiously sniffed Yan Jue as it passed by and wagged its tail.

Qi Xianqing raised her eyes slightly and saw Yan Jue standing at the door, looking utterly disheveled.

“…”

Yan Jue hadn’t expected the price of Qi Xianqing teaching her to be so high.

Not only were her feet sprained, but she probably also had blisters on the soles of her feet, making it difficult to walk properly.

The original owner’s body was used to being pampered, and it truly wasn’t adapting well to the cultivation life yet.

Now, she wanted to talk to Qi Xianqing and then rest for a few days before coming back.

Just as Yan Jue was about to speak: “I”

“You are three hours late.”

Qi Xianqing narrowed her eyes at her for a long time, then sighed faintly: “I didn’t expect Junior Sister Yan to be so incapable, to be like this after climbing such a short distance…”

Yan Jue: ?????

“I thought, given Junior Sister Yan’s aptitude, she could at least handle the minimum training load for an inner disciple of the Zhenhuo Sect. It seems I was mistaken.” Qi Xianqing turned around, tapping her lips with her fingertip as if thinking: “Tomorrow I will reduce the training volume. Junior Sister doesn’t need to climb the mountain with the sandbags; simply walking one lap around the cold pond of Qiwu Peak will suffice.”

“You don’t need to rest your injuries; continue practicing tomorrow. As for the movement technique, there’s no need to aim too high; I’ll just teach you some body-strengthening mantras.”

Yan Jue’s head grew hot: “…But that’s too casual! You said you would teach me the movement technique!”

She stared straight at Qi Xianqing, the few words in her amber eyes clearly stating: I only want to learn the movement technique.

Qi Xianqing: “What is Junior Sister saying? I am only thinking of your body.”

Yan Jue: “I can do it! Senior Sister doesn’t need to worry about me!”

“I will climb the mountain at Shishi (11 AM – 1 PM) tomorrow and come to find you on time.”

Qi Xianqing paused,

A faint, hard to detect smile flickered in her dark peach blossom eyes: “Good. If it’s truly too much, I will lessen your training volume.”

Yan Jue: “Mhm, mhm, thank you, Senior Sister”

After Yan Jue finished speaking, she realized belatedly that she had fallen into the woman’s trap.

“…”

One second ago, she was thinking about sleeping in tomorrow.

With just a few words from this Qi Xianqing, she not only didn’t want to sleep in but was even determined to prove herself.

Damn it! This woman…

Is she trying to mess with me, or is she seriously trying to teach me?

This was something Yan Jue brought upon herself, so she accepted it and turned to leave.

Suddenly, a voice called out from behind her: “Junior Sister Yan.”

Yan Jue cursed the damned Qi Xianqing in her mind, forced a smile, and turned her head: “Yes, Senior Sister, what is it?”

Something was thrown towards her.

Yan Jue subconsciously reached out and caught it. Looking down, she saw it was a round wooden box.

Yan Jue was stunned: “Senior Sister, what is the meaning of this?”

Qi Xianqing glanced at her lightly, tilted her chin up, and looked at Yan Jue’s limping leg.

“This is medicated plaster.”

Yan Jue looked up and met Qi Xianqing’s deep peach blossom eyes.

For a moment, she felt that Qi Xianqing might not be completely heartless after all.

She softened.

Yan Jue smiled, imitating the cupped-hand gesture Zhou Leng had made earlier, lifting her amber eyes slightly: “Thank you, Senior Sister.”